Everlasting Immortal Firmament

The old man watching chess suddenly revealed a desolate bitterness: "Man is not as good as God. Is everything fated to be in the middle of nowhere? Perhaps this Resurrection Conference is also destined for the underworld, and I await it it, and it is history of the past. ”

“What do you mean?” The face of the ancient sea has changed.

“We haven't changed history. Perhaps history is!” The old man watching chess smiled slightly bitterly.

During the conversation, the probe waved, and in ‘chaotic time and space', a sudden stream of colorful light burst out. The gates of chaotic space-time slowly became smaller as the light emerged.

The old man watching chess sat at the door, blocking the door with his own flesh and not letting it close.

“Go back, go back, just pretend I got you a farce. Ha, ha, ha, ha!” The old man watching chess laughed in desolation.

Big sleeves shake.

“Sex, sex, sex...! ”

A power of time, instantly transformed into a colorful stream, headed straight for the land of Shenzhou.

And the most powerful part of the time was a seven-color plane, a seven-color door, a door to time that leads to 800,000 years later, in front of the old man watching chess.

“Come on, everything's gonna be all right. This is what it's supposed to be!” The old man waved.

“Boom boom! ”

Suddenly, from the land of Shenzhou, a stream of light swept up, each beam of light wrapped a human figure.

Mo Yike, Long Aotian, the emperor, the Patriarch, etc. who came in 800,000 years later, were sucked by the light.

“Sex, sex, sex...! ”

One by one all into the door of time.

As long as it is the people of the future, they are wrapped in light at this moment, including the ancient sea walkers, but at this moment, everyone is strong enough not to enter.

“Let's go, Six Paths of Chengxian, or do you know me?” The ancient sea frowned.

“He doesn't know, his memory is damaged, I don't think he remembers everything before, it's just obsession, he's got a crush on 'Immortal Origin', he's got a hatred for everyone, besides, you're gone, who knows you're from 800,000 years?” The old man shook his head.

“Now we have our portraits all over the world!” The Red Emperor shouted.

“The portrait? What's the portrait?” The old man who watched chess looked at the Red Emperor.

“In the beginning, Liu Dao Zhenjun released a disturbing portrait of the future demonic sect?” The Red Emperor's face changed.

“Even if the Gods were to investigate, they would only find the" future demon sect ". Is that the demon sect hidden in the sky? Heaven only knows we're the devil. Don't you know we're from the future?” The Fire King was stunned.

“Mr. Gu!” The old man who watched chess threw white chess into the ancient sea.

Catching the white chess game, the ancient sea instantly understood.

Pinch the chess game. Ling Ying pressed.

“Boom boom! ”

Suddenly, a star reappeared in the distance, and the stars were arranged, quickly gathering a star.

“Buzz!”

In the purple air, a personal shadow emerged, not living, but dead bodies.

Dead bodies of the ancient sea, dead bodies of the upper official mark, dead bodies of the Red Emperor, dead bodies of the Fire Emperor, one dead body emerged. Death is terrible.

It's like we've been through a terrible battle before.

“Get in! I'm losing it. Come on!” The old man who watched chess yelled.

The Catholic Church trembled slightly.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, a black currents emerge from its body, rushing towards the door of time, but it is the day ahead that flesh disengages from the place. All over the place, the spirits suddenly seem to have passed out.

“Buzz!”

Now the Buddha, the Buddha of the past, the Cat Sky Cloud are all the same, passed out. The body of the future enters the door of time. All the local bodies passed out.

Ji Dihong, the Red Emperor, and the White Emperor, their respective subordinates, broke into the door of time.

There are only four of us left.

Guhai, Jiang Lianshan, Fire Emperor, Murongyan.

Once the ancient Chess Road method waved, Tai Yi, Tai Yi and Future Buddha were all excited, as if certain memories had been deleted. At the same time, the three of them were full of nightmares, filled with new memories by the ancient sea. Once the ancient sea waved, it gathered out three swords to destroy the sky and threw them at the Patriarch.

After watching the coma again, Guhai persevered and turned to the old man who was watching chess: "Well, Master Tian Gang, everything is almost there. Should we go? ”

At this moment, the chaotic space-time entrance stuck to the old man watching chess.

The old man who watched chess looked at the ancient sea and saw a hint of complexity in his eyes: "Mr. Gu, it is my misfortune and my luck to meet you! ”

“Huh?”

“You guys go, I'm not leaving!” The old man who watched chess flashed a little gray in his eyes, and his grief was no greater than death.

All my life, there is no turning back.

“Don't go?” The face of the ancient sea has changed.

The old man looked at Kang Lianshan.

“Jiang Lianshan, you and I have been counting on each other for the rest of our lives. I'm tired, I'm tired. Oh, she's Yan 'er, I gather, like really, she's Yan 'er, take good care of her for me!” The old man's eyes were filled with tears.

“You, you...!” Jiang Lianshan's face is ugly.

“Yan 'er, I'm sorry, it was a mistake to meet the husband. Perhaps, the moment I gathered you, it was also a mistake, but... Yan 'er, in the future, you must live well, live well!” The old man's eyes flashed with sadness.

“No, no, husband, don't leave me, don't, even if I die, I don't care, husband!” Mu Yongyan suddenly cried with sadness.

“Come on, time's closing. It's closing!” The old man who watched chess said a heartbroken last word. His eyes were completely dimmed and his heart died.

Closed his eyes, the old man watching chess seemed to recall a happy time with Mu Yongyan in the past, smiling, hurting, hurting, tired, his figure backwards.

“Boom!”

The old man watching chess suddenly fell into chaotic space.

Suicide?

The old man who watched chess committed suicide by putting himself in chaotic time?

At this moment, Guhai, Jiang Lianshan and the Fire Emperor all stared at each other.

Knowing that the old man was sad, knowing that he was dead, but how did Guhai know that he would choose to commit suicide? Fall into chaotic space and never come back.

That angel six ways, with dragon god martial arts, dragon god blood, it is quite possible that the old man left nothing behind.

He begged to die. Can't anyone save him?

“No, husband! ”

Mu Yongyan suddenly ignored everything and went straight ahead.

“Don't!” Jiang Lianshan, Fire King and Guhai shouted.

“Boom!”

Mu Yongyan did not hesitate at all and suddenly jumped into chaotic space-time, jumping towards the suicidal old man watching chess.

Feeling Yan also jumped in, the old man watched chess eyes open, in the dark eyes, suddenly flashed a little color, a great panic.

“No, you can't come, you can't come!” The old man watching chess screamed in horror.

Mu Yongyan jumped into it and suddenly laughed with tears: "You care about me, you care about me! ”

“No, once you get in there, you never come back, you go back, go back, don't!” The old man watching chess shouted in horror and wanted to push Murong Yan out.

But the entrance to chaotic space-time is getting smaller and smaller. Mu Yongyan, on the other hand, smiled and hugged the old man watching chess.

“Husband, don't leave Yan behind, okay? Yan 'er is not afraid of death, he is not afraid of anything, he is afraid that the husband won't leave me, husband, don't leave me, don't leave me!” Mu Yongyan was so sad to hold the old man watching chess and cry.

“No ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!” The old man watching chess gave a desperate howl.

“Whoo!”

In an instant, the entrance to chaotic space-time was completely closed.

“No ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~! ”

Jiang Lianshan suddenly made a desperate howl.

Chaotic space-time. The six powerful powers of the gods, with the dragon god Wu blood guide, all that is left is a skeleton shelf, the old man watching chess is great, but the strength is not the top, he must be finished, Murong Yan is also finished.

Yan 'er would rather die with the old man watching chess than live with himself?

The Dragon Warrior Power asked the ancient sea to send a incense bag to itself in the past. At the same time, it brought a phrase to itself. That phrase was not serious in the past, but now, it sounds like a spell in my heart, and it sounds over and over again.

“Murongyan embroidered this for you back then. Mu Yongyan's heart hasn't changed, it's just that you don't deserve to have her. Even if she was reincarnated ten times, she wouldn't have chosen you. For her sake, you can finger six immortals. How about you? ”

You don't deserve to have her!

For her sake, you can finger six immortals. How about you?

How about you?

How about you?

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The words of the dragon warriors of the past are repeated in their hearts and minds.

“What about me? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. You dragon warrior can also hunt down six immortals for her. What about me?” Jiang Lianshan roared and suddenly cried.

When the incense bag appeared in his hand, the incense bag that Murongyan had embroidered himself in the past. At that time, Murongyan's heart was still all over him. Even when he lurked in the Great Dry Heaven, he still remembered himself and embroidered the incense bag.

“Ha, don't I deserve it? Don't I deserve it?” Jiang Lianshan shouted with sadness and tears.

“Your Majesty, let's go. It's too late!” In the gates of time and space, the Red Emperor shouted.

Third Buddha and Ji Dihong also looked at it in the door of time, but Jiang Lianshan seemed crazy and grieved.

“I will not go, you go, I will avenge Yan 'er, give me your strength, give me all your last strength, you go yourselves, I want your strength!” Jiang Lianshan growled again.

You're not leaving?

The Fire King's face changed.

The ancient sea was also a heavy face, but, looking at Kang Lianshan's madness, the ancient sea shook its head and stepped into the door of time.

“Give it to me, give it to me!” Jiang Lianshan shouted.

“Ho!”

The Fire King spit out a fiery red bead.

“Your Majesty, this is the source of all my strength. Here you go!” When the Fire King spits out the beads, the whole person is paralyzed and then flies into the door of time.

The door to time is shrinking.

But at this moment, Ji Dihong and the Third Buddha all squinted their eyes, and no one borrowed more power from Jiang Lianshan. Red Emperor and White Emperor seem to want to talk, Ji Dihong waved and stopped the two.

Turning a blind eye, people disappeared deep into the gates of time. Slowly, the gates of time have completely dissipated. The gates of time have disappeared, and it's been 800,000 years since everyone returned.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha. A bunch of white-eyed wolves I raised? Why should I care about you? I have enough yarn, ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!” In pain, Jiang Lianshan looked at the indifference of Jiang Rulai and Ji Dihong. The grief came from his heart, and he laughed. He lifted up the divine hoe and rushed to the six places of the gods.

Six painful lines of angels covered his head, surrounded by lightning, the Vajra Buddha fiction on his body became more and more illusory, until eventually, it slowly disappeared.

“God, poor monks are incompetent!” The last sound of sorrow before the vanishing of the Vajra Buddha.

“Boom!”

Without the bondage of the Vajra Buddha, the gods could move again at six-dozen, but still have a lot of brain pain, and there are countless thunderstorms around them.

“Six ways, die ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!” Jiang Lianshan roared.

“I'm gonna kill all of you. Ho!” The six anguished madness of the angels also came to tear.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

In the distance, Patriarch Tai was the only person with complete memory, watching Jiang Lianshan and the gods fight each other to death, eventually a slight sigh.